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Santa Barbara boy Jason Gedrick works hard and plays hard. Sounds cliche, but this guy sure knows how to live life to its fullest. He works like a mad dog, and when it's time to relax, he writes, golfs, cooks and does boxing. Jason -- you can come cook for me any day.

When you see Hall on stage, he's full of piss and vinegar, but as he sits in his dressing room, barefoot and in jeans, a T-shirt and painted nails, he's reflective and gentle. He chooses his words so carefully that you can't help but hang on to every one.

Hall as Hedwig is a physical goddess, thigh muscles rippling as she struts across the stage one minute, then the next minute lowers to a full knee bend, crouching and jumping, climbing the side of the stage a second later.

Kill the Messenger is based on the true story of reporter Gary Webb, a Pulitzer Prize-winning newspaper journalist in the 1990s who documented CIA involvement in importing cocaine in the 1980s, to help fund the Contras in Nicaragua -- and then was hounded out of journalism.

I like to watch TV. Okay, maybe I love to watch TV. Either way, you get it. I'm 'addicted' to many shows, and I admit that a time or two, I have opted to stay in and watch a show over going out for human contact. What I don't like is to be judged for it.

Just when I get done binge-watching one great series on Netflix, Netflix has to go ahead and release another season of a show that I have to watch. Netflix just released the last season of The Killing and I have to say, it has a better home on Netflix than on AMC.

From my vantage point, I counted at least seven flat screen televisions in various locations. Three were mounted to a single wall, giving the area the feel of a Vegas sports book. I recognized the characters from Breaking Bad on the 80-inch model.

From a famously divided Congress that finally agreed on something (Sunny Obama is adorable!) to two international sporting events whose execution proved more entertaining than the actual sport, 2014 definitely did not disappoint us in terms of buzz-worthy events.

The potential for violence lives within all of us, and I'm no exception. Violence in my novels is contrived--it's pure fiction--but reflects a core truth about human nature. It's never meant to be gratuitous, but rather serves the story.

For eight seasons, I have watched spellbound as Dexter chased down and killed killer after killer. For eight seasons, I have felt the complex tear that is caring for Dexter, really being on his side, but knowing he is a sociopathic killer, fixing for the next plunge of his knife.

I think we do know where we are headed as a society and are reluctantly accepting of it. America is marching towards an ever increasing militarism, police who are brutal and proud of it, a continued degradation of the environment, a financial breakdown of both the poorest as well as the majority of middle class families, and our television shows reflect that now.